Chapter 59： Chapter 59

In fact, as a very beautiful lady, Ms. Tang is not only quite accomplished in spending money, but also very talented in aesthetics.

When the two sets of dresses were sent backstage, the breath of money made them stand out in the studio-style chemical fiber costumes.

Jian Songyi looked at the two sets of dresses held by Ms. Tang and hesitated: "Mom, don't you think it's a bit exaggerated?"

Ms. Tang is decisive: "No."

Jian Songyi still hesitated.

Bai Huai stepped forward to take the dress: "I think it's pretty good."

Then walked back to Jian Songyi, and said in a low voice: "Since we all say we are high-profile, then we will high-profile once, what do you think?"

Jian Songyi felt that Bai Huai made sense.

Seeing that they agreed, Ms. Tang immediately showed them a little bit of caution: "Then you go and change your clothes, give your mother the schoolbag, and your mother will hold it for you. Remember to look more in the middle of the second row of the auditorium. Mother is sitting there. , Video for you."

He shook the small dv in his hand and left happily.

Yang Yue couldn't help but envy: "Brother Song, your mother is so cute."

"Oh."

Ms. Tang was spoiled by her grandfather and grandmother until she was 20 years old and she changed her favor to Mr. Jane. She has never had any hardship in her life, can she be cute?

"But your mother is very retro. Is that DV model from ten years ago?"

"Huh?" Jian Songyi hadn't noticed herself, Ms. Tang was very fond of the new and disgusted with the old, so she would actually use the dv from ten years ago?

While wondering, Bai Huai hooked his shoulders: "Let's go, don't worry about it, it's too late to change clothes."

"Oh."

There are many people in the dressing room, and two of them are going to change the piano room upstairs.

After walking a few steps, Jian Songyi suddenly turned his head and said to Yang Yue, "By the way, the two chasing lights that my mother bought, that epic musical production, should not be admired, so don't defile them with the nouveau riche temperament. The art of it."

Yang Yue: "...OK, understand."

Bai Huai smiled and said, "Why are you so stingy?"

Jian Songyi snorted and said nothing.

He is not stingy, he just protects his shortcomings.

He likes people, others can't say a word that is bad.

The piano room is narrow and opaque, and when the curtains are drawn, it is a natural secret room.

Most suitable for young people to undress.

The dress that Ms. Tang prepared for Jian Songyi was a white three-piece tuxedo with a pleated stand-up collar and a black velvet bow tie.

Everything else is easy to say, that is, the bow tie is not a simple slip-on bow tie, but a long velvet belt, which you must tie yourself.

Obviously, Jian Songyi would not.

After going around for a long time, I almost didn't kill myself.

It was going around and the door was knocked twice.

"Do you need help?"

Jian Songyi lowered his head to fiddle with the bow tie, and opened the door, muttering: "I won't do this stuff."

"It's okay, I'll do it for you."

With a faint sentence, Jian Songyi's collar was put on his fingertips, and he straightened it out for him, and then the black velvet band under his fingers suddenly became obedient.

Jian Songyi's gaze moved up along the cuffs of the exaggerated lotus leaf shirt.

Then I found that Bai Huai really looks good in black.

The gorgeous retro medieval black dress sets off his cold white skin and light eyes, like the 14th century European continent, walking under the dark night, luxurious and gorgeous but indifferent and ruthless nobleman.

On the bridge of the nose, there is a pair of delicate gold-wire glasses and a thin chain, which makes the facial features so delicate.

Even the prehnite bracelets in his hand seem to have a foundation.

Bai Huai helped him tie his bow tie, and said lightly: "What kind of look are you in?"

"Huh? Oh. Nothing."

Jian Songyi said nothing, but stared at Bai Huai's neck, which was tied tightly by the vintage neckline, thinking what would happen if he took another bite?

It is said that after drinking the blood of a vampire and bite by a vampire, you can become a vampire.

Thinking about it, he licked his lips unconsciously.

Falling into the eyes of Bai Huai.

Chuckles: "Puppy, want to bite again?"

Jian Songyi was suddenly pierced into her inner thoughts, and she hurriedly avoided her sight, raising her voice with a guilty conscience: "Who is going to bite you, you go away."

He pushed Bo Huai hard.

Bai Huai grabbed his dishonest hand and coaxed in a low voice: "Hey, it's not done yet, don't make trouble."

"I don't want you to do it, you go away."

"Do you want to be on stage disheveled?"

"I made it so I don't want it."

The bow tie was tied, and the two started to quarrel, pushing and shoving, and they didn't notice the soft noise of something falling on the ground.

It was Yang Yue running up breathlessly to urge them down, and Jian Songyi obediently let Bai Huai tie her bow tie.

After tying it up, Bai Huai stretched out his hand to trim his hair, looked at him up and down, and whispered, "Are you nervous?"

Jian Songyi is the one who has seen the big scene: "Of course not nervous."

"But I'm nervous, what should I do?"

"?"

"You dress like this, it looks so good, I think I will be distracted."

"..." Jian Songyi blushed, "Shut up!"

Yang Yue:? How do you feel a little weird?

But there was no time to think about it, just urging the two ancestors to the backstage for some reason.

In fact, one of the most unanticipated programs in art festivals is musical instrument performance, which is almost as unanticipated as the recitation of collective poems.

Because it's too boring.

But this time because the performers were Jian Songyi and Bai Huai, everyone reluctantly looked forward to it.

But their programs were the last few. After a long performance, by nine o'clock in the evening, everyone was already a little lacking in interest, especially the first few poem recitations and chorus, which made people drowsy.

Because it was Friday night, when the festival reported that the performance was over, they could go home directly, and many people even sneaked away.

The concert hall is a bit lifeless.

Wait until the host announces: "Next, let us invite classmates Bai Huai and Jian Songyi to play piano pieces for everyone, Liang Zhu."

Only barely regained life.

Some are eagerly prepared to commit nympho, some are waiting to see the jokes, and some are purely eating melons. In short, everyone is moving their muscles and bones to see if it is a mule or a horse.

The curtain slowly opened.

The stage was dark.

Slowly hit a bunch of cold white chasing lights, and landed on the two teenagers on the stage, politely, just right.

The crowd murmured amazingly.

The two stood side by side, long and tall, their dresses perfectly fitted the young man's body line, flat shoulders, narrow waist, and long, straight legs.

A white dress with fluffy and soft black hair, dark eyes, blushing lips, delicate and beautiful eyebrows, slightly raised, a little arrogant, more of a cynical young man, like a young man who was raised by a wealthy will. The prince is unassuming, pure and bright with the unknown sufferings of the world.

The people around him are slightly taller, with light chestnut hair drawn back meticulously, revealing a perfect and dignified face, brows and eyes are pale, lips are pale, skin is almost transparent under the light, and the bridge of the nose is straightened. With gold glasses and a thin chain, he was gentle and cold.

The strong visual contrast and temperament contrast make people feel good-looking and unreal.

However, I haven't seen enough, the lights went out with a "pop", and the stage plunged into darkness again.

Everyone was stunned, until the soft piano sound came up, and they came back to their senses.

Accompanied by the melody, a few light butterflies slowly fly from one side of the stage to the other side, to a position three-fifths of the left side of the stage, the light butterflies gradually dissipate and smudge little by little into a beam of light.

In the beam of light, a transparent crystal piano was shrouded in light, overflowing with a shallow luster.

The two teenagers sitting side by side in front of the piano, with graceful demeanor, four slender hands flying smoothly and freely on the keys, pouring out the poignant sound of the piano, immersing in the hearing of every listener in the concert hall little by little nerve.

The skillful technique, the superior timbre, and the tacit understanding of the perfect coordination all make people feel enjoyable.

However, the most commendable thing is that even the layman can hear the hardships and obstacles, but it still has no hesitation in the entangled affection.

Young people of this age have outstanding piano skills, but hard to see affection.

And affectionate, most touches the listener's heart.

The audience settled down and listened quietly.

Until the end of the song, I didn't notice it.

After the two played, they never left, only the light beams faded bit by bit, and finally turned into a pair of light butterflies in the darkness, and flew away.

Ended.

There was a brief silence, and then burst into applause.

Zhou Xiaoluo couldn't help but jumped up and screamed: "Ah ah ah ah!!! Jian Songyi, I love you! Bai Huai, I love you! Chong Duck!!!"

After shouting, I found that there was silence around me. I realized that there were teachers and parents there, and immediately shrank with a guilty conscience, and was hidden behind him by Lu Qifeng.

There was kind laughter in the concert hall.

Good-looking is good-looking, good-sounding is good-sounding.

This is enough.

Everyone is neither deaf nor blind. It is undeniable that the custom-made dresses, stage holographic projections, and pianos with good timbre all add points to the performance, but in the final analysis, people still win by the appearance and the emotion of the piano. It is the icing on the cake.

Someone recorded the video, uploaded it directly on the spot, and posted it directly into the Awei Crematorium.

[Ahhhhh! ! ! Why should I go home first! I regret it! what! Heartache! ]

[Money can't pile up the art of mediocrity, but it can pile up handsome art]

[My God, Song Ge really can play the piano! You still play so well! OMG! What kind of perfect man is this? Which omega can be so lucky to have Brother Song, woooo]

[Upstairs, maybe alpha? ]

[Not impossible]

[My day, what kind of vampire prince is Bai Huai reincarnated, I am dead, gold glasses kill me]

[Is my Song brother so pretty! OMG! Why do I think he is especially beautiful when he is next to Bo Ye! Pretty to cute! ]

[Ahhhhh! CP powder is resurrected in situ! My grandpa is always attacking! Duck! ! Knock down the man in the little white dress! ]

[I put the flag here! Jian Songyi and Bai Huai are not socialist brotherhood, I ate that piano! Listen! What a loving song! ]

[marry! Get married right here! Just get married in these two outfits! I will be your emcee! Crowdfunding will help you pay fines! ]

[Crowdfunding plus one]

[Crowdfunding plus ID number]

......

The two of them rested in the background, waiting to receive the award, and they had nothing to do with the post. Seeing the neat crowdfunding, Bai Huai couldn't help but chuckle: "You saved the people."

"Get off." Jian Songyi curled his lips. "The emperor is really not in a hurry, the eunuchs are in no hurry. These are people everywhere. Who I am with is what matters to them."

The emperor is not in a hurry and the **** is in a hurry.

Bai Huai thought it was Jian Songyi who didn't like being urged like this, so he said lightly: "Well, it's really not in a hurry."

Jian Songyi paused with her finger on the screen, and then casually started WeChat with Ms. Tang.

Ms. Tang: [Baby, do you still have a party tonight]

Jian Songyi: [Hmm. ]

Ms. Tang: [Then mom won't wait for you, mom has something to do, she has to leave now]

Ms. Tang: [You and Xiaohuai’s bag is here with your mother. Mom will take it back for you first, so as not to be inconvenient for your party at night]

Jian Songyi: [Well, good. ]

While sending a WeChat message, he pulled his neckline and frowned, "Do you think it's too hot."

Bai Huai took off his hand and said, "It's almost freezing, where is the heat? Don't be greedy for the cold, and accept the award later, don't mess around."

"All right." Jian Songyi still felt uncomfortable and muttered, "Why haven't the awards been awarded yet."

"It seems to be us, let's go."

Awards are awarded.

They won the first prize in the musical instrument category and the most popular award.

However, the legendary epic musical in the first year of the senior year was forcibly cut by a third due to the lengthy and rigid layout and script, and finally received a comforting award for excellence.

When the two returned to accept the award, there were uncontrollable groundhogs screaming underneath. Yang Yue was afraid that Jian Songyi would swell. Thousands of warnings told the host not to give the microphone to Jian Songyi, lest he say something. "I just wanted to say today that money can make art out of the damn" this kind of pretense of hatred.

After all, some people are still not convinced.

It’s just that no one is convinced, the popularity award is also voted on the spot with one vote for one vote. No one can say anything.

The two were dragged and joined together in a circle. When everyone was almost finished, they barely got free and stepped off the stage.

When stepping off the stage, a little girl rushed up with three large bouquets of flowers, two small white and green bouquets, and stuffed one for one person: "This is our Jian Songyi Support Association to raise funds for you to support! Congratulations to the two arts The festival was a big success!"

Jian Songyi: "?"

When do I have a support club, why don't I know?

Before he could react, he was stuffed with a bunch of red roses.

It was extremely pure and thick, and it was full of a bunch without any other impurities. It was wrapped in black silk and satin paper. One bunch was bigger than the two bunches combined, and it was filled with Jian Songyi.

Jian Songyi raised an eyebrow.

Lin Yuanyuan hurriedly explained: "This is a gift from the vice president of our support club alone."

"Vice president?"

What is this?

"Our vice president is your number one fan girl! I love you so much! There is also her small card inside! You must remember to read it!"

Jian Songyi glanced at Bo Huai squintingly and saw that he had no response, so she smiled towards Lin Yuanyuan: "Okay, thank you, and please tell this vice president for me. I like her roses very much."

It doesn't matter if he doesn't laugh. With his smile, Lin Yuanyuan took off on the spot: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Cub cub?

Jian Songyi frowned.

It seemed strange that a little girl who had just reached her chin called her cub.

Lin Yuanyuan also realized that she had accidentally said something psychologically, she was very embarrassed, and she ran away without saying anything, leaving Jian Songyi with a dazed expression.

Bai Huai, who was next to him, gave a chuckle, leaned into Jian Songyi's ear, and said two words in a low voice: "Zab."

His lips and teeth rolled, bringing a bit of pampering.

Obviously Lin Yuanyuan didn't have a problem when he said these two words, but when Bai Huai whispered the tune like this, he became embarrassed.

Jian Songyi's ears were red: "What's wrong with Cub? Cub has roses, do you have them?"

"I do not have."

"That's not enough, it means that Cub is a nickname, I am cute, I am likable!"

He said, holding the bouquet of roses and trembling twice in front of Bai Huai.

As a result, a card was shaken out.

The card says:

I have seen five thousand roses, but they all add up to less than one ten thousandth of your beauty.

——B.s.

Jian Songyi quickly wanted to hide the card, but before she had time, she was caught by Bai Huai's **** and picked it up.

Jian Songyi didn't know why, there was a sense of guilt and guilty conscience of being caught up with the flowers.

Bai Huai just handed him the card and smiled: "Do you like it?"

No one looks jealous or unhappy at all.

Jian Songyi remembered that these few hints were so obvious that Bai Huai didn’t appreciate him, and now he’s not jealous, and said a little angrily: “I like it, why don’t I like it? Of course I like it. I like it so bad. flower."

Bai Huai smiled and nodded: "Just like it."

"And I think this vice president is particularly good at talking."

"Well, I think too."

"..."

Jian Songyi observed Bai Huai's reaction, and he didn't look jealous at all, and suddenly became angry. "So I think it's not impossible to have a chance to meet."

"Can you meet?"

"Yeah, anyway, I'm still single, and I'm not a master. Choose carefully, what's the problem?"

Jian Songyi's remarks were so childish as to say, "If you don't confess to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will run away with someone else."

However, according to the story of the wolf coming, Bai Huai saw a lot of Jian Songyi's mouth babbled so much, and she was horrified when she moved, fearing that it would be the same as the one marked by the piano room, scaring him, so he didn't follow along. Go down.

And even if he ran away with this b.s., there was no problem.

Anyway, tossing around is all my own, can't run, don't worry.

Thinking of Jian Songyi's explosive temper, if he knew that he was after the b.s., he couldn't help but smile. "

"Why are you laughing!"

"Nothing, I think you can pick it up."

Anyway, it's me who choose to pick and choose.

Jian Songyi was really not upset to discover that Bai Huai was really.

So he was unhappy.

With a cold face, he quickly walked outside the concert hall holding the roses.

It was cold in December, and the heating in the concert hall was fully on, so I didn’t think there was any problem with wearing the dress, but once I went outside, the clothes were a bit flamboyant. Just freezing can freeze people to death.

Bai Huai hurried back to the backstage to get Jian Songyi's jacket.

But Jian Songyi went out and walked a long way, and when he turned his head, he found that Bai Huai hadn't kept up, and he was even more unhappy.

It was annoying to look down at the roses in his hands, and toss them to the side of the road. With both hands in his pockets, he quickly walked to the teaching building.

Hearing the sound of running behind him, he turned his head quickly and found that it was Yang Yue, somewhat disappointed: "What run?"

Yang Yue panted, "No, Brother Song, you look good in this, but aren't you cold? The temperature is now zero degrees Celsius! Are you not afraid of a cold! Go back and get dressed!"

Jian Songyi glanced down and then realized that he was still wearing a performance gown, but it was strange that it was really not cold, not only was it not cold, but also felt a little hot.

But neither cold nor cold, wearing this out still seems a bit crazy.

Turned around and walked to the concert hall: "I was just confused by Bai Huai and forgot, so is the concert hall still open now?"

"Everyone in the concert hall is finished. The security is clearing the venue. I have to go as soon as possible." Yang Yue breathed a cold breath, "But why did Mr. Bo be angry with you? Aren't you two good?"

"It's nothing, it's just that he is born to make people angry."

"Brother Song, you can't say that about Grandpa Bo, Grandpa Bo is very good, and it is not easy for him."

Jian Songyi suddenly thought of something, and pretended to ask casually: "Why is it not easy for him, is he just fine?"

"Hey, Brother Song, you don't know? I'll just say, if you know, how can you not have to take the full score in the last month's comprehensive examination."

Jian Songyi raised her eyebrows: "Where do you follow?"

"It's just that Bo Ye said that as long as he is not the first in grade, he should return to Beicheng to repeat the liberal arts. Speaking of this, Song Ge, I didn't say you, why are you so good at Li Zong? Forcing him to be the first in grade Wake up at five o'clock in the morning...Hey, Brother Song, where are you going?"

Jian Songyi ignored him and walked quickly to the concert hall.

Yang Yue scratched his head, feeling as if he had said something wrong, and then caught a glimpse of the bouquet of roses on the side of the road, picked it up carefully, and escorted it back to the classroom.

Jian Songyi didn't feel cold anymore, and his whole body was so hot that he wanted to get angry.

He knew that Bai Huai and Bai Han seemed to have made an agreement, and he could feel that Bai Huai's pressure was even greater, but seeing that Bai Huai stayed in Nancheng well, he did not ask.

But I didn't expect that the **** Bai Huai would dare to agree to such a condition, and he didn't even tell himself.

No, it's not that I didn't tell it, but that I told it later, but which one will it be? Was it after he failed to get to the first grade and rolled back to Beicheng? I don't know to tell myself that I almost let him take the test?

I thought it was so good. I accidentally took a test. When my boyfriend is gone, who would I cry?

Moreover, with Bai Huai's temperament, it is said that seven points are divided into three points. In fact, the conditions for negotiation are definitely not that simple.

It's no wonder that Bai Huai stopped mentioning the matter of confirming the relationship after several bright hints by himself recently, and he must be preparing for him to leave Nancheng at any time.

This person may have to run.

Jian Songyi thinks and gets angry, and thinks and gets angry.

When he saw Bo Huai coming, he went straight up and punched him in the chest.

But I didn't have the heart to go out hard and fell gently.

Bai Huaiquan became accustomed to being his own kitten, and put his coat on his shoulders, whispering: "Why are you upset?"

Jian Songyi was already hot, and when he was wrapped in a coat, it became even hotter. He pulled it off and hit Bai Huai in a random group, and said viciously: "Bad son! Liar! Liar!"

Bai Huai: "?"

"You will never leave without saying a word."

"I do not go."

"Don't take a shit! Who do you look down on? I am a science genius, if I want to, I can get full marks every time I take the exam, can you guarantee that you get full marks every time I take it?"

Bai Huai knew what Jian Songyi was angry with, unfolded his coat, wrapped him up again, and said softly, "Don't worry, I am self-conscious.

"You have a righteous fart! You don't tell me that you are afraid that my exam will let you? Your face is more important than me? And you don't want to be nice to me, isn't it because you think you will leave at any time?"

Bai Huai didn't know how Jian Songyi came to this conclusion. He pulled the two **** of his overcoat and put him in it again, dumbfounded: "Why don't I want to be with you?"

Jian Song was hot, pulling his wrist to pull him away, but was stunned by the bracelet on Bai Huai's wrist. Originally, he wanted to be angry and let Bai Huai return it to himself, but found that there was only a bunch of obsidian on the bracelet.

The thin rope in the middle that should have been bunched with prehnite broke.

Prehnite is gone.

Jian Songyi clearly remembered that Bai Huai was still there when he tied his bow tie.

Before he could think about it, there was the sound of locking the door, whispered "fuck", and ran to the small door behind the art gym.

Art students often practice at NFLS on weekends. There will be cleaners to clean and clean at five in the morning. If you don’t find them today, they may not be there tomorrow.

That was the luck he gave to Bai Huai, and he couldn't lose it.

Bai Huai thought that Jian Songyi had left something, so he hurriedly followed, and coaxed warmly: "What are you looking for? Tell me, I'll help you find it."

"Buckling!" Jian Songyi scolded him, turned on the flashlight, bent over, and walked along the backstage, inch by inch, looking carefully.

"Okay, my bastard." Bai Huai followed him, "but you tell me what you lost first, okay?"

Jian Songyi wanted to have a temper with him, but he wanted to find something first. He pursed his lips and said in a bad mood: "You didn't even find the prehnite when you fell."

Bai Huai did not notice that the ruffled cuffs were too big, blocking the handle chain.

So Jian Songyi's quarrel is half of the quarrels, just want to get this superstitious little gift back.

Bai Huai suddenly felt that Jian Songyi could scold himself as a bastard.

He whispered: "Go home first, and look for it tomorrow, okay?"

"No, what if the cleaner aunt throws it away tomorrow morning?"

Bai Huai paused, "Then you can accompany me to find it."

Jian Songyi pushed him away: "Don't hug me, it's too hot. And I'm looking for my own things. What's your business?"

The heating in the concert hall has been turned off, and I don't know why, but Jian Songyi just feels hot.

It was true that Bai Huai didn't feel his skin was cold, so he left him, thinking about helping him put on his clothes when he was cold.

I turned on the flashlight and found it.

But I didn't search the backstage and stage, nor found it.

Jian Songyi was a little anxious, stuffy and hot, tore off his bow tie and threw it on the ground, loosening his neckline.

Bai Huai looked at the bow tie, and suddenly thought of something: "Let's go to the piano room to see."

Jian Songyi remembered that it might have been torn apart when the piano room himself had a fight with Bai Huai.

Immediately turned and walked towards the stairs.

For the usual four-story stairs, Jian Songyi felt that today was extremely tired, and even sweaty from the heat, but he didn't take it to heart, and went straight to the piano room, squatted on the ground, and looked for it.

Without saying a word to Bai Huai, Bai Huai couldn't coax him, so he could only ask him to find it, and then slapped him with one hand and protected his head with the other.

Finally found the prehnite under the piano.

However, Jian Songyi didn't seem to plan to return it to Bai Huai, just put it in his pocket and stood up to leave.

But he was dizzy and fell into Bai Huai's arms.

With his head against Bo Huai's shoulder socket, his glands were completely exposed in front of Bo Huai, and the heat of his body passed.

Bai Huai put his arms around him tightly, and then whispered in a low voice: "I smell the roses."

"Oh, because I've been holding the rose that someone gave me, it might be smelling. What's wrong? I'm jealous? Or eat it..." Jian Songyi sneered while pushing him away.

However, before the word vinegar could be spoken, a stream of heat suddenly burst out from the origin of the tail vertebra, instantly spreading over the limbs, and then causing a spasm in the neck.

He uncontrollably replanted into Bai Huai's arms, softly and unconsciously, he hugged Bai Huai's waist.

Bai Huai sighed helplessly above his head: "Jian Songyi, do you really think I am Liu Xiahui?"